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MackTheKnife · 22-25, F
—Her left eyebrow arched in disbelief and surprise, and her gaze followed James’ pace as if he were suspicious of something. Her arms loosened, and fell clumsily to her sides. Her lips laid slightly open, as if she were to complain, but she didn’t. Instead, her face contorted in a frown.— Damn, doc. You must be really lonely, or bored, cause I can’t see you as an altruistic one.— she snorted in a tamed laughter, an her posture was suddenly relaxed.— So, what’s the plan, Doc? A good ole shopping spree and a big ole rant?
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